Aria’s POVI was in the middle of testing the latest batch of perfumes when I heard the door to my office creak open. My focus was so deep in the blend of scents—notes of jasmine, sandalwood, and a hint of bergamot—that I barely registered the sound at first. But then, a familiar voice pulled me out
Aria’s POV“Hold on tight, Jasmine!” I shouted over the clatter of the kiddie roller-coaster as it rattled up the first hill. The wind whipped through my hair, making me laugh despite my initial hesitation. Jasmine’s squeals of delight mingled with the clamor of the ride, and for a moment, the worri
Victor’s POVI walked into my favorite café, the one just a few blocks from my office, looking forward to a peaceful, relaxing brunch. I’d been dreading the thought of another dinner with Samuel, a topic my mother usually brought up whenever I was here. Thankfully, today she hadn’t mentioned arrangi
Aria’s POVI paced around my studio, the soft radiance of pendant lights casting a warm halo over the polished wooden floors. The rich, floral notes of Resilience Bloom, Creative Spirit, and Unbreakable wafted through the air, mingling in a symphony of scent that seemed to reflect the very essence
Aria’s POVI returned to my work on the perfume, carefully blending the ingredients. The scents were coming together beautifully, but my mind kept drifting back to Jessica. I needed to make sure everything was on track for the exhibition.“Jessica, while I’m working on this, do you think you could s
Aria’s POVVictor looked up from the pot he was stirring, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. “Hey, Aria. I’m sorry for the surprise.”“You cook?!” I asked in bewilderment. It was so unheard of that it was the first thing that I blurted out at that very moment. He chuckled. “Well, you could
Aria’s POVI glanced at myself in the hallway mirror, smoothing a stray strand of hair that had escaped my otherwise perfect updo. My reflection stared back at me with a carefully composed smile that hid the swirling nerves beneath. I adjusted the lapels of my blazer, reminding myself that it wasn’
Aria’s POV“If it isn’t Aria Everhart who’s still madly in love with her ex-husband,” Shane let out, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Are you here to reconcile with him? To try and convince him again to give you a second chance?”I wanted to point out that I’d been the one to file the divorce in the
Victor’s POVThe laughter started the moment we arrived at the theme park and never seemed to stop. Jasmine darted ahead, pulling us toward the entrance with uncontainable energy, her small hand gripping mine tightly. The park was a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds—twinkling lights, cheerful music
Aria’s POVThe ride home was quiet, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Victor’s hand rested on the gearshift, his fingers brushing mine occasionally. Each accidental touch sent a warm ripple through me, leaving me feeling both nervous and giddy. My heart was still dancing from the events of the night befo
The next morning, The sunlight streaming through the curtains was the first thing I noticed as I stirred awake. As I blinked against the light, memories of the previous night surged back like a wave, crashing over me with startling clarity. My breath hitched, and I sat up quickly, clutching the blan
Aria’s POV"Victor," I murmured breathlessly, barely recognizing my own voice. "Aria," he whispered back, his tone filled with a hunger that matched my own. His lips found mine again, urgent and unrelenting.We stumbled together through the hallway, his hands sliding beneath my blouse, fingertips s
Aria’s POVI jumped from the table, my heart still pounding in my chest, and headed toward the studio door. “Stay here,” I said softly, though my voice wavered with some nervousness and the remaining heat. The air between us still sizzled, making it almost impossible to think clearly.Carefully, I o
When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathless. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, and her eyes—God, those eyes—shone with an emotion I didn’t dare put a name to just yet.I rested my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath as I spoke. “Aria… you’re everything to
Victor’s POVThe entire evening had been a cascade of emotions—love, happiness, nostalgia—and now, standing here, my heart felt like it might burst. I looked at Aria, her expression a mix of hope and nerves as she waited for my reaction. The painting, the bottles, the thought behind it all—it was ov
Aria’s POV“Still thinking of work at this hour?” he teased, his tone light and playful. “Should I be worried you’re pulling me into a midnight brainstorming session?”I glanced back at him, rolling my eyes with a laugh. “Trust me, it’s not that. Just wait. You’ll see.”We reached the entrance of my
Aria’s POVThe party was everything I didn’t know I needed. Laughter rang out like music, echoing through the beautifully decorated terrace. Friends and family filled the space, their joy infectious as they mingled, shared stories, and celebrated together. Even Jessica, who normally claimed she hate